Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 693 Xiaomi, you are still alive

She thought about it and found the official website of the Fengling Group, but she did not even find his photo in her company.

So mysterious...

Lin Xiaomi has become interested in this person, such a mysterious figure, it is best to be the cover character of their first period.

Ann knocked on the door and came in to collect the collected information.

Lin Xiaomi brows a little pick: "So fast?"

Ann is a little embarrassed: "I am a crazy girl. I was a fan of them. I used to collect their information. I just didn't know why. I didn't have any information about them online. Even I saved it on my computer. The photos disappeared one day. I suspected that hackers had invaded my computer, but fortunately, I was prepared to wash out the photos of our emperor's grandson... Hey, now this is a national treasure."

Ann Xianbao likes to take photos from the folder and put it on top: "Shuai? Cold and beautiful, birthday is unknown, but this year should be 32 years old, my son is about three or four years old, as for our little lady, photo I didn't have it. I didn't wash it out at the beginning, but I didn't want to wash it later, but then, then..."

"Hey, editor-in-chief, how do I feel that you and our young lady are actually quite similar, and they are all great women."

Lin Xiaomi looked at the man in the photo with disbelief. His eyes looked at the sofa with amazement and amazement. At this time, he also screamed at the cold screaming...

God, she brought the children home!

Fortunately, there is no investigation into the cold, and it is not a crime to abduct the small grandson of the president. ?

When she was horrified, she heard Ann say that she looks like their little lady. She thought that Leng Yuhuang and Leng Junlin both confessed her, and she did not know why, she suddenly had a dim sum.

"That, you should go out first, the information is here, I will watch it slowly."

"Okay, editor."

Ann retired, Lin Xiaomi did not stretch any more, Huo suddenly stood up, some fear, she almost got into trouble.

Some unbelievably looked at the pictures of Leng Biaohuang again.

She actually looks like the wife of the emperor?

Ah, ah, she seems very rude that day.

Is she a dog-like model? ? ?

She also threw him out over the shoulder and gave him a slap in the face? ? ?

Lin Xiaomi is not calm.

She walked to the side of the cold Jun Lin, watching him sleep a little face, and his heart was soft.

The child's honour is extremely high, and even the most ordinary mother and child in the world can't understand it.

She looked at him for a long while, and slowly calmed down.

She is jealous and beaten, but it seems that she can't blame her.

What is his identity, the thin woman is supposed to fight.

but……

She has helped him to look after his son. Should he promise her interview in return?

Lin Xiaomi suddenly smiled like a cat that was only stealing, which is called the first month of the water.

Cold Jun is not honest, and one turns over and almost turns from the sofa to the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaomi was by his side and quickly reached out and hugged him.

In the cold dream, he dreamed that Zhuzhu would give him Dongpo meat. As a result, he opened his eyes and saw the beads holding himself.

The pink mouth is a slap in the face of Lin Xiaomi’s arms: “Beads...”

Lin Xiaomi’s heart can’t tell the softness: “It’s a pig, and I sleep after eating.”

After eating so much breakfast in the morning, I finished eating the tea **** and mousse cake.

Leng Junlin was a little embarrassed to arch into her chest: "I am too grandma to say, I am growing up now, so I will eat more, and I will not."

Lin Xiaomi looked at him with a funny smile and did not reveal his lie.

Cold Jun woke up and couldn't sleep, touched it in her office, looked around, and finally went to her desk, licking her little feet to see what she was doing, climbed the chair opposite her. Just saw the cold and beautiful photos placed on the top.

When I was cold, I said: "Beads, how do you hide my father's photo, you shouldn't... secretly love him?"

Cold Jun Lin brows a glimpse, suddenly had a deep sense of crisis.

Lin Xiaomi gave him a blank look: "What is nonsense? It is a job need. Our magazine wants to interview your father. I said, I didn't expect you to be the grandson of the president. You little kid, I lied to take you home. Fortunately, I will not pursue my responsibility, or I will be miserable by you."

Said, pinching his little nose and **** it hard.

Leng Jun was crying, jumped from the chair and went to her side: "Interview my father? My dad is stinky, never let people interview. Once I saw it, there is a reporter who is not afraid of death. I sneaked on him, the camera was smashed, so, beads... You might as well interview me, I should be more popular than my dad."

Lin Xiaomi’s eyes suddenly brightened, but he quickly denied the idea. His fingertips poked his face: “No, you are too small, not suitable for exposure. Is this protecting you?”

"...oh." Cold Jun Lin knew that she couldn't help her, and her face was a little lost.

Lin Xiaomi took out his mobile phone and photographed him: "Come, laugh one, let me see if we are on the stage."

Leng Junyi stretched out his thumb and index finger under his face, posing a cool, self-confident posture.

Lin Xiaomi Kaka took a picture twice, and Lin Jun came to her side. She was very satisfied with her photo. The eyeball turned and said to her, "Beads, do you think I am cute?"

"cute."

"Then why don't you set my photo as a screen saver?"

"……Ok."

After work, the cold Jun Lin Shujiao let Lin Xiaomi give him Dongpo meat at night, this little guy's teeth are about to fall.

Lin Xiaomi had no choice but to agree. The two men just walked out of the company building and a man rushed over.

Xue Yulin held Lin Xiaomi's shoulder and looked at her incredulously: "It's really you, Xiaomi, you are still alive!"

After losing her trace in the morning, he set about letting people check her license plate, because it was not complete until the afternoon.

He was ecstatic to see the woman in front of him, unable to control her want to put her into her arms.

On the foot, he was kicked by a slap in the face. Xue Yulin looked down and saw that he and Lin Xiaomi didn’t know when to have a little jade.

The little devil glared at him at this moment, his little feet still groaning on his feet.

"Smelly man, take your stinky hand away!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Xiaomi has been dexterously dodging. She looks at the man in front of her and thinks about the photos she searched online today, blurting out: "Xue Yulin?"

Xue Yulin was pleasantly surprised: "Millet, it is really you!"